Sweet Catastrophe

i’m actually really concerned about going to work tomorrow. i was only a little worried considering the extreme lack of nourishment i’ve had recently but then i went to wal mart to get my meds and some food i could digest and i was there for less than an hour and thought i was going to die. so there’s that impending feeling that i’m just gonna be too weak to do it, and then discovering all the fun side effects for my meds which include dizziness and blurred vision, which, as i’m typing this, are now beginning. working 12-8 tomorrow is most definitely going to be a challenge to say the least. i just hope that either i make it with very little problems or that they’re understanding of my current condition (but i’m not really counting on that unless david’s there)

oh yeah and the bruising has expanded. there’s probably a good inch and a half of bruise. i’m impressed.

i still don’t have much of an appetite so i’m still pretty weak. my stomach is really gurgly too, i guess ’cause i finally have a little food in it. i don’t have to go to work tomorrow but i have to work 12-8 on sunday so i’ve really got to get some food in me or i’ll pass out at work.

for some reason i’m fascinated by the bruise the iv left. like, it’s not right where the iv was and it’s in the crease of my elbow so it lines up perfectly with that. my arm hurts like a mofo though.

ryan made it to slidell (it’s a suburb of new orleans) he made really good time too with the shortcut we figured out. well, shortcut he figured out and i confirmed by looking at 18,000 maps online….i suck with maps. i still haven’t gotten ahold of my teacher about making up my english midterm i missed. oh and i was right, i basically bombed my bio midterm. i dunno how to pass her tests…i just don’t….

i wish my stomach would stop freaking out.

so around 11 last night i took my second trip ever to the emergency room. for a few reasons: a lot of my symptoms that had gone away were starting to come back, my fever shot up really fast, i was worried about getting pukey again and getting dehydrated, my mommy told me to, and i knew that even if i didn’t get any worse i wouldn’t be able to go to class or work today and therefore i’d need a note (especially for work) so we were there from 11pm-5am i got an iv (my very first iv) with two bags of stuff, one was just fluids so i wouldn’t dehydrate and the other was…well i don’t really know, my nurse spoke really fast. i had a shot or two in my iv as well and a shot in the arse that hurt like hell. apparently i had/have a really severe UTI and viral gastroenteritis (severe stomach flu).

brit drove me and there was another girl from our english class there as well. it’s funny ’cause we all sit together. i wouldn’t be surprised if davey says something about it monday. there was an old man next to me who thought it was 1906. he fell asleep and started off snoring with really bad gas and then he started singing in his sleep.

i did get some fun drug that made me feel like i was drunk and sleepy. i have a great bruise from the iv though ’cause they had to stick it in the same place i had blood taken. and dude, IVs are cold!

i have some chicken noodle soup in front of me and i’m like terrified to eat it. tomorrow is gonna be such a terrible day =(

ryan left for louisiana around 5. he was supposed to leave like, before lunch but the glass for his window wasn’t here (and ended up not coming) and then he had to go buy a new battery. since he was leaving so late he didn’t get to stop by and see me before he left =( he’s taking some vague route to get where he’s going and he called me to look at a map and see exactly where he needed to turn and now i’m worried i’m just gonna get him lost. i suck with maps–severely. i’m really worried about him making this drive. the 12-hour drive is bad enough but his mp3 player died and he left the charger here in valdosta so he’s gonna be driving in silence (aside from the noise his missing window) there and back. i just hope everything goes okay.

http://faded-faerie.livejournal.com/100568.html

you guys ever call into work or skip school when you really could’ve gone only to really get sick a day or two later?
(10 minutes later i return from puking)

well monday i called in ’cause i was worried about my tire; i have really crappy luck when it comes to tires, and i needed to get it fixed before i left for jacksonville on wednesday (which didn’t even happen) and now here i am at 4am alternating between praying to the porcelain gods and mocking le penseur (the thinker.) really….i wanna cry. i HAVE to be up in the morning to go take a midterm and then i’m supposed to be at work at 2 but i dunno if that’s gonna happen, but then since i called in monday i dunno how well that’s gonna go over. i went in sunday when i was feeling pukey and i made it through but yeah, now the puking has begun and i don’t do well with nausea. i can handle ridiculous amounts of pain but when it comes to being icky sick, i’m a complete baby.

i really, really, with a vehement passion, hate this feeling.

i should be at the jack’s mannequin concert right now. i’m not, obviously. i’m incredibly sad about that.

wal mart screwed up my car and then caused me to screw it up even more, then cost me a ridiculous amount of money that i wasn’t planning on spending. and made me lose money too ’cause i had to skip work. but i have three new tires and a pretty healthy car now. good for me.

as i was pulling into my driveway today, my ipod froze. i reset it and wouldn’t you know it, i got the sad ipod icon. i literally gasped. so it’s being sent to apple again. i just got it back around the 23rd, so less than two weeks and it’s already dead again.

and i’m pretty certain i bombed my bio midterm this morning. i’ve got to email my advisor and have her figure out if it’s gonna do more damage for me to drop the course or fail it, ’cause those are probably my only two options haha

oh well.

ryan’s grandmother died yesterday =( so did the grandmother’s of at least 3 other people i know this week. i feel really bad for him. his car got broken into last week so tomorrow morning he’s got to go get his window fixed and then hit the road for a 12+ hour drive. he’ll get there early friday, funeral is on saturday morning and then he’s heading straight back after that. and for the selfish part of that sadness, saturday is our 8mo anniversary. yeah i know, no big, but when we first started dating we talked about how we both like to celebrate the months for the first year, but thus far we haven’t been able to do that. *sigh* oh well, thus is dating a freakishly busy theatre major.

on a happy note, we went to vsu student night at wild adventures last night for some free fun. it was just me and ryan so that was really nice. we haven’t done something “fun” like that together since we spent like 6 hours at the startime arcade in atlanta.

i’d really appreciate it if a certain person would learn that i don’t enjoy having her talk to me about shit i care nothing about, constantly. i know i’m like, the only person she ever sees, but half of what she talks to me about doesn’t interest me. i don’t care about the conversation she had with her little brother, and the fights she has with her mom, i agree with her mother 100%.

work is really still terrible, but i’m at least a little less lost so that helps. i worked all over the store today.

it’s so weird to think it’s been 8 months already, and at the same time–it’s only been 8 months? it’s amazing how different everything can be. i still couldn’t think of a complaint if i wanted to.

i had more on my mind but i’m really tired. i think i’m actually just gonna get ready for bed and chill with the tv till i pass out. i’ve been sick the past two days so i haven’t had much sleep.